Xie Lingyan was speechless and wanted to say that when the things under the ground come out, you will probably die.
As for her, she couldn't die so quickly.
She once laid down her own Tao in this world, and her Tao will run on its own when the master is about to die and play a role in protecting her.
But these monks are different. As long as the purple-scaled dragon appears, these people will be strangled and destroyed in minutes.
But they are still unaware.
Xie Lingyan felt some sympathy for these poor people.
She doesn't want to be a savior, because some ungrateful people may have saved them, and they in turn want to get something from her.
Feng Linhan asked, "What should we do next? We can't stand here all the time to stop the river water from pouring back."
Xie Lingyan said, "You and I will work together to kill the purple-scaled dragon. Of course, the premise is that we pray that it is not a god-level monster."
Feng Linhan looked at the serious person. She didn't look like she was joking.
Xie Lingyan said, "Let's go and grab the treasure."
Without saying much, she jumped up and left.
Her red crane was busy flying around, picking up the children in the village and throwing them to the top of the mountain.
Lantern helped. She didn't know what the sister in red was doing. She only knew that the old man said that the queen was back.
Lantern has always felt that the old man's eyes have lost sight. As an old man, if you live to a certain age, you will not be able to cultivate immortality or practice martial arts. No matter how strong your body is, you can only persist until you are seventy or eighty, and then accept the fact that you are old.
And grandpa said that the sister in red is a female queen.
Lantern could not help but believe it.
Maybe it was because I had been looking up at the statue of the Queen for many years, and then when I saw my sister in red, I felt that she was kind and familiar.
Although I couldn't clearly see the female monarch's appearance, I could still see her dignified outline.
Unparalleled elegance and unparalleled beauty.
Nujun is a god that the whole village has always admired.
She protected this small village.
Thousands of years have passed, thousands of years have been ups and downs, but she has always been there.
Lantern deeply understands that even if this place where she was born and raised is going to be submerged one day, there will be people who will remember that they walked out of here and that they looked up to each other as the guardians they believed in each other.
When Lantern was a child, he always asked, do gods really exist?
The old man said, if so, why would there be us?
Lantern has been practicing since he was a child, using all kinds of messy techniques. It is said that the mysterious techniques recorded in the tattered secret books are secret techniques that have been passed down for thousands of years. However, most of the secret books have been stolen, and the remaining
The ones you download are not very good.
Lantern used to practice under the guidance of her parents, but her mother died in childbirth when her younger brother was born, and her father also died of an injury after going hunting in the mountains. Then she grew up eating hundreds of meals, while her younger brother was raised by an uncle.
In family life, two years ago, my younger brother left the village. He successfully joined a large sect and became an inner disciple. He said he could not come back, and he never regarded Lantern as his sister. They said they were not close to each other in the first place.
The young man longed for the chaos outside, and he never looked back when he left.
A lantern ran behind me, giving countless instructions, as if it was talking to the mountains.
She knew she was being sentimental.
She thought that as long as she cared more, her brother would still remember that he had a sister.
She originally thought that there was still a blood relationship between them, so they should take care of each other. However, she thought everything was wrong. There was no news from the departed person, and he never sent a letter to her family to report that she was safe.